Sunday, January 27, 2008

THIS HAS BEEN THE MOST SLOW AND BORING WEEK OF MY LIFE!!!!Okay, that was a lie, it wasn't that boring.On the contrary, it was very...interesting.1. I learned how to waltz with seventh graders2. I got out of taking a test in elp because i took the teacher pizza3. I gave my friend a blog, withOUT her consent (graciellabobella.blogspot.com)4. I learned that ballet REALLY isn't my thing, so i'll just stick to lyrical and jazz5. Everybody was poking fun at me because i am flexible6. We gave my dog a bath with Pantene Pro-V. (we ran out of suave) He smells better than my sister.7. My brother apparently "was washing the conveyer belts", as he claims it.8. And my mom is on crack.Okay, not really on crack but we were in TJ MAXX and she saw earings with little silver marjuanna leaves, and, well, let me just tell you:"AWW! Look at these pretty little leaves!""MOM. Those are marjuanna leaves!""No there not! There just pretty little leaves!"We ended up having to practically drag her away.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

It's the end of the semester, and like the title says, it's really time to CRAM the studies. I already have one test tomorrow, a math packet due, a huge biography check (of Tom, my step dad that includes real interviews) and in art I have to really buckle down and book it with my Aboriginal Dream Painting that literally is a pain.Do you ever feel like you are living, but not really LIVING? Like life is sort of a...I don't really know, like it feels like you arn't really alive. Your brain just goes through it's usuall steps of the day while you sit back and rather stare. Your head thinks okay, get up. Okay, get dressed. Okay, time to study. Okay, sharpen your pencil. I really don't know how to describe this feeling, it's sort of like a dullness. Almost, I'M NOT SAYING ANYTHING HERE -- I'M PERFECTLY HAPPY!!! but a depressing feeling. Like you don't really live on Earth, you are just somebody sitting back, looking through eyes for windows as you physical self completes a test with A's or walks to her next class or stands by friends.I usually have this feeling (maybe it's stronger because I am really quiet at school), but I just want to say that I am REALLY REALLY thankful for the activities that completely destroy this dullness. Lets name them:DANCE - definately, first priority. My favorite type of dance is creative/lyrical dance at the University of Utah. Some of my fellow dancers say that I was born with a natural talent, and I really want to try out for company (CDT) this spring. You see, when I dance, I let out all of my feelings to the world, I get to give my brain a rest. I move unseeingly, only one goal in my mind of performing a shadow, or a mountain, or anything that my peers and I are asked to do. Dance is my way of letting out all of my emotions, it's a way to show the world who I really am inside. Whatever happens, whatever accidents may occur, I never want to let that action go.ART - There is something about painting an abstract picture that is so...I don't really know how to say this, but nourishing. Everybody needs a little break to leak out some artistic-ness, and describing feelings is a way that puts the cherry on top. I love art. Everyone has there own way of art in my family, and we seem to be bursting with it!

You tell your parents you need to stay out past curfew to save the colonies.

Each time you see a stray animal, you turn your hat sideways and throw one of those plastic Pokeballs Burger King was giving out in their kids’ meals yelling, “POKEBALL, GO!”

You add “no da” to the end of all statements you make.

The majority of your CDs are Japanese or the English version of a Japanese soundtrack or the English soundtrack of an anime that just decided that it would use English in its songs.

You misplace your manga and someone at school you don’t even know gives it to you saying they knew it was yours.

You incorporate Japanese, somehow, into every class.

You can sing songs from your favourite shows, in Japanese, even though you don’t speak Japanese…

You use random Japanese words such as baka, kawaii, and hentai.You try to read every book from right to left.

You take a break from watching anime to go to your computer (nicknamed Lord Conti) to download anime (for previewing purposes only!), while visiting your favourite anime forum, while listening to Japanese web radio…

You call your parents Oka-san and Otou-san.

You say “ITADAKIMASU!!” before you eat your meals.You think that locket your boyfriend gave you will turn you into a magical girl.

You’ll risk grounding to get a good new fanfic.

You constantly say “w00p” after almost every sentence.

You insist on chopsticks for everyday use.

Your bookshelf is filled with anime boxed sets and no books.

ou stop listening to the radio because English makes no sense to you anymore and it’s your first spoken language.

You call yourself “otaku.”

All of your family portraits have been altered to the proper super large eye size.Random battles seem to erupt wherever you go.

You take the time to write messages on your cigarettes, only to burn them right away.Your dreams are animated.

You naru punch all the guys at school, and then wonder why they don’t follow you around like keitaro (kay-TAR-oh) follows naru.

You hold your eyes really wide all day trying to make them stay big.

Duct tape is really funny to you and most of your threats involve taping people to walls.

When you’re washing dishes you yell out “SUPAH WAVE SMASHUH!” or any water attack.

You run out of space on your computer because the hard drive is taken up by hundreds of anime episodes, mp3s, midis, and music videos.

You spend all night trying to figure out how many people you can get to go in with you on buying the complete collection of Sailor Moon episodes in Japanese.

You spend your whole spring break working on an anime webpage.

You expect to see a teardrop over someone’s head when they get embarrassed.

You start to speak with an odd accent.

You can watch two anime shows in the same room at the same time and still have the TV off. You know your favourite character’s blood type.